Basically, it did not take much time to persuade Aizen. Having just formed an alliance, this was their first battle together, so both sides naturally had to show their sincerity.
Of course, the most crucial part was that Gen had described Gilgamesh's treasury in extraordinarily lavish terms. In his account, Gilgamesh was practically a walking mountain of gold. As long as they took him down... divine artifacts, Treasure Tools, equipment, immortal pills—anything one could think of, they could obtain it all.
Driven by profit, Aizen decisively boarded Gen's pirate ship.
"Even if we decide to make a move against Gilgamesh, we have no way of determining his whereabouts. Judging from how he acted when he first arrived in this world, although he was completely no match for Saitama, he still cannot be underestimated. With just the two of us, taking him down without injury would be difficult."
Aizen seemed to analyze the situation seriously. "If we bring our subordinates along to besiege him, setting aside the number of casualties, my enemies in the Seireitei will certainly react. The consequences may outweigh the gains."
Listening to Aizen, Gen narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered inwardly. Keep pretending!
Others might not understand Aizen's strength, but Gen knew it very well. In the original story, during Aizen's final battle with the Seireitei, he had relied on the Hōgyoku's traits to evolve endlessly, advancing without limit toward the realm of gods. To him, subordinates like the Espada were not worth his notice at all.
No, it should be said that he had never placed anyone in his eyes. He was a complete genius supremacist, believing everyone in the world except himself to be mediocre fools—a man arrogant to his very bones.
For someone like that, the only thing he truly believed in was